Sunday, February 24, 2013

Grief



Grief tore discipline to pieces
as heroic prophets fly,
and tears were stealing
patience with cruelty sublime.
The limits of life's gazing,
within the moment drawn,
broke brittle heart asunder;
and mocked a mind distraught.




http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/wordle-97/97

10 comments:

  1. Grief in brief... lasts much longer in reality...

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    1. Yes it does Stan but I feel that there are moments of utter grief which feel like the poem.... one moves through those episodes or cameos of grief over a long period until the work is done and they are no longer needed.

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  2. Heart-wrenching. I congratulate you on being able to pack all the words in so short a space.

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    1. Thanks Viv. As most if not all of us know, grief is heart-wrenching.

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  3. 'Broke brittle heart asunder" was a great line. More relevant if yours has at some time.

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  4. If a poem could bleed this one would. Brilliant.

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  5. Distraught minds are often mocked in this world, I'm afraid...

    Whirling Glimpses

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  6. Grief defined in few words. Well done.

    http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2013/02/sw-97-winged-messenger.html

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  7. that's a really great poem on grief, well done

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  8. Oh so sad. Lovely concise poem. I always admire the concise meaningful poems, (probably because I haven't got a disciplined brain cell to write them myself) :) Nicely whirled Roslyn.

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